08 December 2007

Busy, Busy, Busy

I am about three days out from being done with this semester. I cannot express the joy I feel right now, coming off of a day with visits to two libraries in different parts of the state, in the snow, with a very grabby nearly-six month old. I have to finish this paper, make a few comments and I am done. Donedonedone. At least until January when I get to start this all over again.

Since I have about 3 posts in the queue waiting for me to simply caption some pictures, I am going to vote for brevity over content this time.

I have on my mind the yearly December Showdown between Christian and Jewish cultures, or American and American Jew practices (I think that is closer to the truth). Last year I posted a bit about my tree-or-no-tree struggle as I tried to figure out what we would do once the child I was carrying was born.

It appears that I am not the only one with this dilemma. Terry sent me this New York times article from the other day on compromise. I'll let it speak for me this time.

As for our little household, I can answer that this year we didn't even bother to argue over a tree or not, but both tiredly agreed to a small table-top model. We have the perfect spot for it in the living room, pretty, but not in the way or near the grabby clutches of the boy (did I mention he's in a grabby stage?). I'm sure it would be lovely, if I could only clear all that yarn off it.

5 Comments:

If the yarn is some lovely handspun, I'm sure I could clue you in on a home for it where it would be most happy and treated well. Does that count as me going off the yarn diet?Of course, if the yarn is pretty enough, you could just stick it into the tree... and celebrate Knitmas. Or is that Spinnukah?

I can't believe that the little guy is 6 months old. Boy does time fly. I don'd see anything wrong with introducing both Christmas and Hanukkah. I know people who celebrate both. I am sure that you will do what it right for your family.

About Me

Once upon a time a story was told to a little girl about how an ugly ugly duckling turns into an awfuly pretty swan. Though the little girl was quite enchanted with this, she promptly forgot it for many years.

Not knowing how nasty swans can really be, this girl's momma named her now 23 year-old akward and freshly divorced daughter "cygnet," to show that beautiful swanness was just around some near corner.

Nine years later, this now-grown daughter rethinks the wisdom of this, as a grumpy swan currently attacks all her windows, leaving scared kitties and depositing lots of swan poo in its wake.